Hey everyone! Go ahead and take off the jackets and snow shoes, I’m in charge today. It’s that time again. Ya know, when I take over the Maker’s blog, talk about books behind her back and cause some general mischief. If you are wondering where she is, well in mourning over the end of the Vampire Academy series by Richelle Mead and I have it on good authority she is being forced to holiday shop against her will. The horrors.
So you’re stuck with me. I broke out of my usual reading plethora and ventured into a little YA territory. Not that I don’t like YA, because I love Sarah Dessen and Richelle Mead. No, seriously, I have like all her books I think. SO anyways gearing up for my return to Ireland with the hardcore Mac and BARRONS (enter pathetic fan girl squeees!), I picked up “Why I Let My Hair Grow Out” by Maryrose Wood. To be honest I have had these since I started blogging about a year ago, but just never felt the umph to pick em up and read em.
I’m a little disappointed in myself for ignoring them. Seriously. I bought them because they sounded interesting and then sort of forgot about em. To bad. In the beginning there was Morgan, and she was a real bitch-a-rooney-dooney. Sixteen years old, with both her mother and her father and, of course, her little sister who she likes to think of as “Robot Girl”. The book kicks off with Morgan cutting her hair in the bathroom, and then dying it orange. She has just been dumped by her boyfriend, who said “it was time for a change”. I really hated that little jerk off too, cause he tried to make her into who he wanted her to be. Morgan knows this, but still tries to change to please him. This line was tragic and unfortunately all too true for a lot of young women: